Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

"They've started fighting over there..."

"Is that orc's target this human settlement?"

The line of players trailing far behind finally realized the orcs' intention.

"Could they be trying to lure us over?"

"What do we do, boss? Should we join in?" Many eyes turned toward Ren Fengxing, waiting for his decision.

Whether willing or not, since everyone was here to complete a mission, even if temporarily submitting to others was unpleasant, revenge had to be planned for after the fact.

Ren Fengxing slightly furrowed his brows, gazing at the makeshift fence that enclosed the wilderness oasis. The calm pond quietly flowed past the settlement, which used to be a peaceful haven but now overshadowed by the dark clouds of war.

Scattered sparks from overturned fires accompanied the fleeing and chasing figures, easily igniting the flammable materials used in construction.

Endless screams seemed to squeeze into his mind from all directions.

This game was made too realistic...

So much so that even witnessing this kind of game scenario could make one feel the direct cruelty and brutality.

Even though it's only a game...

Humans were being slaughtered by aliens...

Right before their eyes, completely powerless to retaliate.

The humans settled in the wilderness might have had some weapons, but they were still caught off guard by the ferocious orc assault.

The reason this wilderness oasis had survived until now was simply luck...

Having the orcs deplete a bit more energy in the process of chasing down game NPCs was undoubtedly the best option for himself and the others.

What do the lives of NPCs have to do with them, the players?

But... Ren Fengxing clenched the gun in his hand, feeling his palm grow stiff with force.

He had yet to voice his decision when another sound exploded beside him.

"Damn it! What are you waiting for?" Kuang Xin, holding a pair of axes, charged toward the battlefield.

Orcs? Orcs? Is this what they call orcs?

These green-skinned, big-bellied creatures that looked like ogres out of legends, these are the f*cking orcs?

Where's my beast-eared girl?

Where's my feisty little Furie?

Give me back my orc sister!

Looking like a pile of shit! And they dare to invade our human territory!

Watching Kuang Xin suddenly rush into action, Dai Lian let out a slight sigh and turned to persuade the others, "They're resisting too. With NPCs to help us distract them, we should have an easier time fighting."

Kuang Xin, who was running ahead, roared back without turning his head, "Why are you talking nonsense with them?! This is just a game! If you don't dare to fight even in a game, when will you ever dare? You're all damn cowards!"

Ren Fengxing's eyes flashed; he sensed some restlessness in his team.

This wasn't reality, nor was it about tremendous benefits.

In the game, players' loves and hates were distinct and direct.

Passion was always the easiest emotion to infect everyone in the game.

Ren Fengxing bit down hard and said, "Damn it! Attack!"

Gu Lan had already given orders to her people, her commanding voice crisp and decisive on the battlefield, "Charge!"

Accompanying that command was the clear sound of longswords being drawn from their sheaths.

"waaaaaagh!"

In an instant, the unorganized players issued a charge more frenzied than the orcs' roar.

"waaa..."

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two subordinates carrying a wooden box and shouting to charge each received a slap on the head, turning their fervent cries into whimpers stuck in their throats.

"Hmm?"

"Boss?"

The two looked at Ren Fengxing with teary eyes, filled with confusion.

"Just because they charge, you charge?" Ren Fengxing glared at them, kicking the wooden box they were still carrying, "Go plant landmines!"

"Right away, boss!"

The two turned to leave but then turned back, "Boss, where should we plant them?"

"Anywhere, find a place that's not the main battlefield..." halfway through his sentence, Ren Fengxing paused, feeling he should be more explicit, and pointing to a spot he said, "See that? Bury them there! Open the switch once planted, and if things go south, I'll lead the team to retreat in that direction."

"Got it, boss!"

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"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunfire had already erupted from the frontline battlefield.

The orcs knew players were following behind, and the players also knew that the orcs had long since discovered them, so they kept very close.

When the decision to charge was made, it was only a moment after that the distance had been closed to within the firing range of the guns.

Chaos, gunfights, ambushes, group battles.

All the points that got players excited converged together, and those who initiated the charge were so exhilarated that they could hardly contain themselves.

However, beneath their frenzied desire for battle, they had not lost their sanity to become beasts that knew only hand-to-hand combat.

Only a fool would directly engage in a bayonet fight with the orcs, given their huge and robust figures.

If they can shoot, they certainly wouldn't get up close; it's better to kite and take half their lives first!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The players, spread out along the long frontline, surged forward like a tide, but they didn't actually get too close except for a few fanatics keen on melee combat who charged right into the orcs' faces, embarking on 1v1 fierce man-to-man battles.

The settlement was not small, and orcs chasing and killing were widely scattered; moreover, their numbers were not that many.

So, there were large areas of chaotic combat everywhere, and being in the midst of it, without a bird's-eye view from above, no one knew whether it was humans or orcs who had the upper hand.

Immersed in the chaos and bloodshed, Xu Ruoguang was not faint from the stench of blood filling his nostrils, for even if everything in this game world was incredibly realistic, and the blood splashing on his hands was so wet and sticky, he felt not the slightest discomfort.

It was as if he had been born for this.

"Huff! Huff!"

The orcs' heavy breathing filled his ears, under the rusted axes were the agonized cries of his kin.

They had their own Hunting Team, and they too were armed with both melee and ranged weapons.

But faced with these bulky, exotic fellas, the short guns and longswords in their hands seemed all too powerless.

"Whoosh!"

A flying axe spun through the air.

The wind it stirred up tousled his hair.

Xu Ruoguang's eyes narrowed slightly, fully focused on the short axe flying toward a certain spot beside him.

The rapidly spinning axe looking like a mini whirlwind, yet in his eyes, it appeared as if it were a frozen animation, playing frame by frame in slow motion; he seemed to be able to see directly the dark red scabs congealed from bloodstains on the blade...

Everything in his peripheral vision slowed down, and the sounds seemed unable to break through the barrier of time and space to reach his ears... The world fell silent.

Talented skill: Bullet Time.

The target of this axe... was the uncle beside him.

The man he had met on the day the game began...

Xu Ruoguang turned his head quickly; the uncle seemed completely oblivious to the flying axe approaching from behind, his hands gripping a heavy Longsword as he attempted to cleave through an orc's defense.

He wanted to take him away...

He won't dodge this axe...

The instantaneous judgment made Xu Ruoguang realize the uncle's forthcoming fate— the flying axe would pierce his heart, and his head would be chopped off by the orc in front of him.

Turning his gaze back to the still slowly rotating axe before his eyes, Xu Ruoguang reached out his hand.

Experience tales with empire

He grabbed the handle precisely.

The surging rotational force was transmitted from the axe to Xu Ruoguang's hand at the moment of contact.

The small axe, carrying a force strong enough to easily toss a person...

Such strong power!

Xu Ruoguang's heart jolted, yet it was not completely unexpected.

Bullet Time... only sped up his own movements and reactions.

In interaction with other objects, one still had to follow the simplest principles of kinematics.

He had paid the price in this aspect before... Before?

What was he thinking about, all this nonsensical stuff?

The moment he reached for the axe, Xu Ruoguang's body had already synchronized with the movement.

As he flipped and jumped, he tried to synchronize his body with the rotational rhythm of the axe.

As long as he didn't let go, the axe would carry his body.

And then... change its direction!

Just a touch of force...

The balanced trajectory of such a flying object was actually quite easy to disrupt!

Change... the stars!

"Whoosh!"

The flying axe changed course, reversing direction with the same force and flying back the way it came...

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